Inglorious
Someone out there really likes me
Given me the sight of ninety
Given me the strength of wonder
To get out of the shit I'm under
Tuned the sense to fact or fiction
Cram the truth like an addiction
Face to face with muso zeros
Hid they shyly "˜hind their ego
Stop (wait), stop (wait), stop (wait), stop (wait)
We could be anywhere, but you choose and bear
All the traits of the past so you act like you never take a shit
Fuck it up, shake it down so you're feel in deep? in need?
Inglorious, well take a back stance
Shake your face and buckle your pants
Wake and see, you're young and free and boring us
Inglorious, twenty month lease,
Anger fuelled or the justice of peace
Don't cry pain, you make no change, it's obvious - Inglorious
Make a name from constant bitching
Selling fame? Your public's listening
'member when you loved your rock stars?
Were they just as weak as you are?
Someone out there buys your vision
And carries on your blank tradition
Weaker men find weaker heroes
A weaker generation follows
Stop (wait), stop (wait), stop (wait), stop (wait)
We could be anywhere, where the future shares
Something fair, something good,
Something better than the eighties ever set
Not for cash, that'll come when the work is done, intrigued?
Inglorious, well take a back stance
Shake your face and buckle your pants
Wake and see, you're young and free and boring us
Inglorious, so make a few steps
Scare the wind out of A&R reps
Sex & sin with songs that sting in all of us - Inglorious
Go!
Sell it all in an image, cute and sweet
All the girls wanna mother you to sleep
Still I can smell your bullshit
Still I can hear all
Who will catch you when you fall? pose
Stop (wait), stop (wait), stop (wait), stop (wait)
We could be anywhere, but we choose and bear
So you quit, not the first, not the last,
There's been losers in the past
You exist in an ever-growing list of dead - inbred
Inglorious, well take a back stance
Take your place and buckle your pants
Wake and see, you're young and free and boring us
Inglorious, well maybe it's you
Music's all that'll ever get through
People tire so quickly of the glamorous
Inglorious, Inglorious